Chapter 106

She studied him for a moment, and upon catching the faint outline of a dimple on his profile, she covered her mouth, eyes wide with surprise.

“It’s nothing; I’m not very picky about food,” Zhao Zheng said, looking at the table laden with dishes rich in color, aroma, and flavor.

Now, she and her mother could enjoy beast meat and have beast hides to survive the winter—all thanks to Wu Chen.

After all, they were just two laborers, holding the Golden Camel to plead for someone’s release—an already unusual situation. This made Batu all the more intriguing.

Especially Narang Qiu and Orianna, whose eyes brimmed with deep terror.

Her brow twitched slightly, her gaze turning icy as she narrowed her eyes at the man, silently fixing him with a cold stare.

Thinking of Su Fang’s kindness in keeping her company, only for her to use Su Fang’s birth details as a scapegoat, Zhao Bei’s heart burned with a fierce wish to erase her from the world.

Her tense nerves gradually eased, but at that moment, all her strength seemed to drain away, and her body involuntarily weakened.

In Xiahou Changjuan’s eyes flickered a hint of surprised admiration, while Zhao Zheng strode out without so much as glancing at Gou Dongjie.

After confirming Zhao Lang could not break through the protective array inside, Zhou Qingqing finally felt assured enough to handle the situation at hand.

Looking at the rolling mountain ranges, Su Liuying felt a stirring of magnificent ease, as if one might vanish into the embrace of nature itself. The mountain dwellers were naturally part of this idyllic haven. The summit’s abundant spiritual energy was ideal for nurturing health and cultivating qi. If only one could calm the mind long enough to savor the moment, they could achieve meditative cultivation.

“All preparations are complete; let’s set out now,” Duan Feng announced, holding up a token and releasing a burst of fireworks into the sky—a special communication method used by the Duan family to alert their disciples.

From start to finish, he never once gave Li Zijun a proper glance; after all, an ordinary student posed no threat to him. Yet the latter was ungrateful, repeatedly seeking excuses to cause trouble.

Suddenly, a loud, resounding voice broke through the otherwise silent night, piercing and sharp.

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As soon as she stepped through the gate, Fang Yue immediately darted behind the door, her legs weakening as she sank to the ground, gasping for breath.

Yin Jue flipped the table in an instant, his right hand transforming into an eagle’s claw that slithered out from beneath the table, advancing straight toward Ling Zijin. Yin Jue knew that today he owed his narrow escape to this young Nascent Soul cultivator, so he dared not harm him in the slightest, carefully controlling his power. The claw emanated a faint yellow light as it lunged at Ling Zijin.

Seeing Yuan Xi head toward the city gate tower, Jia Nanfeng was taken aback. It seemed the governance of Lü Yiping was indeed effective. Given Yuan Xi’s temperament, it was rare for her to keep her composure, first going to seek Lü Yiping’s permission.

Black Pineapple glanced at his elder brother, whom he had watched for many years, and without a word, lifted the wine jar to his lips.

After finishing the devouring, Ling Fei immediately inspected the Five Elements space. In a corner hovered a ball of purple flame, resembling a cloud of violet mist.

Why there were wild people living nearby remained an enigma to Su Liuying and her companions.

Though she didn’t understand the meaning behind Yang Yixia’s shout, Gu Yanmo was swept up by her uninhibited outburst and joined in yelling without restraint.

When a hundred drops entered her body, her condition showed significant improvement; the blue-black sores slowly faded, and her vitality returned to normal.

Gu Yanmo sat in the carriage, still wrapped in Chi Chen’s black coat. The sea breeze was strong, yet he was gentle.

The two Hao Tian hammers’ soul rings glowed in different positions; the second elder’s bore a fifth soul ring, the fifth elder’s an eighth. Yet the soul skills were the same.

Seeing this, the previously timid second squad soldiers were emboldened once more, their hands gripping their rifles, itching to move from behind cover.

Liu Wei took a sip from his cup, frowned slightly, then set it aside, paying no further attention.

Though she couldn’t discern much from the video edits alone, it was clear that Li Miyu harbored strong resistance and dislike toward Qin Bei.

“That girl,” Chen Feng murmured, watching Rocksy’s departing figure with a dry smile and a shake of his head.

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At the sound, Fu Jinyan’s hand paused briefly on his cigarette case but he paid it no mind, turning swiftly to leave.

For Chen Zhifan, a former policeman, such occurrences were commonplace. Since fate had placed him there, he would never stand idly by.

Aishi sensed the opponent was about to strike and hurriedly stepped in front of Christina. Though she knew she couldn’t stop Sakashita Ryuo from doing anything, it was her duty nonetheless.

When the topic of combat arose, Chen Zhifan’s expression abruptly turned serious. The corpse aura surged through his body, his muscles tensed and rippled as if acting independently.

“Now, the final four highlight items of the charity auction. Esteemed gentlemen, please bid freely!” the host announced loudly.

The swordsmanship had not become more refined; rather, it was the practitioner’s internal strength that had improved, channeled into the Five Mysterious Divine Blades to unleash greater power.

Above, the dark clouds were instantly shredded by the ferocious force, strange cracks appeared in the sky, as if the space itself was fracturing, sending a chill through the onlookers.

“Wanyue, you and this young lord of Wei…” Madam Yang began, but her words trailed off as she fixed her gaze on Ji Wanyue.

“I hope the truth is as Lu Jiu said. Otherwise, it would be a huge embarrassment!” Lin Nan murmured to himself, lying comfortably on the deck, recalling the various extraordinary martial arts secrets he had discussed with Lu Jiu earlier.

Then, to everyone’s astonishment, it cleaved through the laser beams emitted by the tower, before beckoning toward Zhang Yifan’s storm mecha.

“I don’t like you—let me have some fun first, two punches and then we’ll talk,” Li Tong said abruptly, launching two fierce punches rapidly upon Wang Jun.